If a poet interprets a poem of his own he limits its suggestibility.
William Butler YeatsRead
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all the trembling flowers they bear. The changing colours of its fruit Have dowered the stars with metry light; The surety of its hidden root Has planted quiet in the night; The shaking of its leafy head Has given the waves their melody, And made my lips and music wed, Murmuring a wizard song for thee.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote speaks to the deep connection between love and the beauty of nature, suggesting that love is fundamental and transformative.
In this quote, William Butler Yeats expresses the idea that love is rooted deeply within us, metaphorically represented by a holy tree that grows in the heart. The imagery illustrates how love brings forth joy and creativity, manifesting in the beauty of nature and music, while also providing a sense of peace and stability, highlighting love's profound impact on our existence.
Themes
LoveNatureBeautyJoyMusicHeart
In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech, one might quote this to express the beauty of love in a relationship.
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